Only spread a fern-frond over a man's head and worldly cares are cast out, and freedom and beauty and peace come in. — John Muir Copy Share Image
come back believer in shade believer in silence and elegance believer in ferns believer in patience believer in the rain — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I fell in love with flora of all types, especially ferns. Loved the sparse structure and repetition of shape - almost fractal. — Jack Dorsey Copy Share Image
I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
“Everything is ferns, leaf mold, the crackle of fire, and the hum of distant voices.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Ring-ting! I wish I were a primrose, A bright yellow primrose blowing in the spring! The stooping boughs above me, The wandering… — William Allingham Copy Share Image
When Nature gives a gorgeous rose, Or yields the simplest fern, She writes this motto on the leaves, "To whom it may… — John Godfrey Saxe Copy Share Image
In the pursuit of knowledge, follow it wherever it is to be found; like fern, it is the produce of all climates,… — Charles Caleb Colton Copy Share Image
It had rained on some vivid green ferns in Maine and it was quite beautiful. I was moving the camera slightly and… — John Sexton Copy Share Image
Fern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. As a result, she now has a pig. A small… — E. B. White Copy Share Image
... the world can give you these glimpses as well as fairy tales can--the smell of rain, the dazzle of sun on… — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
Of all created things the source is one, Simple, single as love; remember The cell and seed of life, the sphere That… — Kathleen Raine Copy Share Image
I had heard the old Indian legend about the red fern. How a little Indian boy and girl were lost in a… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
News flash, Fern Taylor!" Ambrose barked, slamming his hand against the dashboard, making Fern jump. "Everything has changed! You are beautiful, I… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
When we walk slowly, the world can fully appear. Not only are the creatures not frightened away by our haste or aggression,… — Joan Halifax Copy Share Image
I dreamed a place where I have come to dwell Cold Mountain says it all Monkeys scream, the valley fog is cold… — Hanshan Copy Share Image
It was to Hofmeister, working as a young man, an amateur and enthusiast, in the early morning hours of summer months, before… — Arthur Harry Church Copy Share Image
Each place its own mind, its own psyche! Oak, Madrone, Douglas fir, red-tailed hawk, serpentine in the sandstone, a certain scale to… — David Abram Copy Share Image
The evidence from both approaches, statistical and experimental, does not appear sufficiently significant to me to warrant forsaking the pleasure of smoking.… — Harry S.N. Greene Copy Share Image
“The road climbs curving out of wet ground thick with cedars, and up onto a plateau meadow where Jersey cows, beautiful as… — Wallace Stegner Crossing To Safety Copy Share Image
Ambas and Bobia Islands are perfect gems of beauty. Mondoleh I cannot say I admire. It always looks to me exactly like… — Mary Kingsley Copy Share Image
“The woods were made for the hunter of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
As the brain of man is the speck of dust in the universe that thinks, so the leaves—the fern and the needled… — Donald C. Peattie Copy Share Image
In our everyday garden grow the rosemary, juniper, ferns and plane trees, perfectly tangible and visible. For these plants that have an… — Leo Lionni Copy Share Image
A tree is alive, and thus it is always more than you can see. Roots to leaves, yes-those you can, in part,… — Elizabeth Moon Copy Share Image
Of course, when we got home, we found that Dagda had peed on my down comforter. He had also eaten part of… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
Burn, burn tree and fern! Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch To light the night for our delight, Ya hey! Bake and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The grey nurse resumed her knitting as Peter Walsh, on the hot seat beside her, began snoring. In her grey dress, moving… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I like the flowers, and the bees, the birds, and the trees. I like wisps of steam floating upward from wiry ferns… — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
Because we can't escape our ancient hunger to live close to nature, we encircle the house with lawns and gardens, install picture… — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
Maybe in the morning, sunlight would to turn him back into a statue; then I could take Stone out to the forest… — Devon Monk Copy Share Image
With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away. I knew that as long as I lived I'd never forget the two… — Wilson Rawls Copy Share Image
Beside the brook and on the umbered meadow, Where yellow fern-tufts fleck the faded ground, With folded lids beneath their palmy shadow… — Sarah Helen Whitman Copy Share Image
My ball is in a bunch of fern, A jolly place to be; An angry man is close astern- He waves his… — A. P. Herbert Copy Share Image
Cedars are terribly sensitive to change of time and light - sometimes they are bluish cold-green, then they turn yellow warm-green -… — Emily Carr Copy Share Image
Because half a dozen grasshoppers under a fern make the field ring with their importunate chink, whilst thousands of great cattle, reposed… — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
